A combination of things had lain me low with storm clouds until I am too anxious to write.
I needed a bridge between act 1 and act 2. The past and the present. Life and death.
Who do we think we are? What is out journey? Who do we become?
This morning I went shopping to Ashton-under-Lyne which is where Random Acts of Unkindness, my DS Jan Pearce series, is set. It reminded me of the struggles of finding time to write when you don’t even know if you book will be accepted. I have a day job as well as writing and I have a family […]
I’ve been thinking. And thinking isn’t writing, but it’s still part of the creative process. It’s also why writing a novel takes such a long time. Sitting down and writing around 90k words is one huge commitment. But while you are writing there are those light bulb moments and those moments of dread that send you rushing back to the […]
I’m pausing my very serious book posts to reveal an amazing fact about myself: I am Madonna. Many of you who know me through my day job or through writing will probably think that I am the furthest from Madonna that you could imagine – serious, studious and sober. But ask the people who have […]
A while ago I saw an invitation to submit a short story to Women’s Words Manchester as part of an archive of women’s stories about Manchester. The stories were to be archived to celebrate 100 years since some women got the vote, and was supported by the Pankhurst Centre , Manchester Libraries.Archives+. Soroptomoists Europe and the Arts […]
While I’m sitting here in my privileged, white, affluent life checking my step count and reminiscing about the concert I attended last night, it’s hard to believe that in the USA children are being separated from their parents and kept in camps and cages. I am a psychologist and writer, but I want to put […]
I went to see the Rolling Stones last week at Old Trafford Football Stadium. I have been a huge fan of them since childhood when my father gave me a record player and some old records. Amongst them was Little Red Rooster and my introduction to blues and rock. It s no secret that I […]
Last week I was lucky enough to visit the Tate Modern in London to see the Pablo Picasso exhibition ‘1932 – LOVE, FAME, TRAGEDY’ I knew a little about Picasso’s life but this visit was a real education about who he was, not least how he divided his time between his wife Olga and his […]